the moment i felt the most alone
i pictured you
bringing loving heat to feast upon
you filled my thirsting desire like no other
let me invite you to ride with me
where broken hearts lose their ache
where open sorrows forget their mission to crush a weeping soul
where the freedom of dreams seek out the bliss of our union
come again,
the door is always open.
3 comments:
anyone in particular you're letting in through that door?
Go síoraí le chéile, mon cherie
my its always nice to have truth come knocking. i'm sure no one you know.
guy...eternally yours. xx
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